It was past midnight by the time Nico was 'very impolitely' led into the room and told to sit on the simple wooden chair he's been sitting on for the past two hours.
[I can't feel my rear…] He grimaced before rolling his eyes across the room for the nth time.
In front of him was a simple wooden table upon which sat the Boomstick and the bracelet. And beyond the table was another chair.
All of which was lit by the single mana lamp hanging from the ceiling.
As for the cloak, it was confiscated.
[System… how's Nom doing?]
-Ding!
{Same as you. But she's getting increasingly impatient.}
[Bet they're integrating X-97 first… Or should I say Peko now…]
-Ding!
{That would be an accurate assessment.}
[Well, she does quite look delicate… so they probably thought she'd be the easiest to intimidate. Good thing, I practically forced her to swallow that spoofing ring…]
